"008 (B018) - The Sargasso Ogre (1933-10) - Lester Dent" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

Long Tom glowered angrily up and down the passage.



"The guy got the jitters when he saw you looking at him, Doc! He thought you were getting ready to put the jinx on him! He's took to cover!"



"It's a cinch he hasn't left the boat!" Renny boomed. "We can hunt for him!"



"And we're going to do exactly that!" Doc declared.





THE cooperation of the Cameronic skipper would be a convenience in the search. So Doc visited that worthy.



Captain Ned Stanhope, his name was. He was a little old grandma of a man. His hands were roped with blue veins, and shook at intervals from some nervous affliction. He looked less like a doughty sea captain than any of that species Doc had ever seen.



Captain Stanhope did have the whopping voice of a windjammer master, however. He was very affable.



"Sure, an' I've heard of you an' your crew!" he rumbled amiably at Doc. "Go right ahead with your search. I'll order my mates to give you their cooperation."



"Thank you, captain," said Doc.



The search got under way. The hunt would, it was certain, take more than one day. The Cameronic was a liner of fair size, and the passages within her hold were innumerable.



Other than Doc, only Renny and Johnny had glimpsed the white-bearded man. This restricted the speed of the search.



Two hours later, a radio messenger came paging Doc's name. He bore the answer to the Scotland Yard radiogram. The men clustered to read the missive.